Su Jin didn't know about the mental activities of the officers at all levels of the 101st Wing, and he was still in a good mood at this time, because just now he took the time to look at his mobile phone, and found that he had increased the energy points of his early 1,000s, deducting the casualties of his own troops, and now there should be no other troops fighting nearby, so it can be concluded that the number of enemies he destroyed today should be about eight or nine hundred, plus the number of wounded, the combat effectiveness of the Japanese wing in front of him has dropped by at least half, so it seems that as long as the Japanese army does not get reinforcements, It will certainly be no problem to hold on until tomorrow, the evening of August 1.

"Well, there are still more than three thousand six hundred energy points now, and in addition to the two or three hundred energy points that need to be spent on the necessary replenishment of ammunition, there are still about three thousand three hundred energy points left. Alas...... Finally, there is a little surplus food, but then we have to cash in some anti-aircraft weapons, otherwise it will be too much of a loss if we run into the Japanese planes again, and by the way, we have to leave some energy points to cash in the rations of the troops, and the amount of food in those rice buckets is not small, even the junk food like Spam luncheon meat can eat two at a time, which really convinces them. ”

Su Jin, who was hiding in a corner, was looking at his mobile phone while thinking about his little family background, and kept muttering in his mouth, now there are more and more people and horses, and the expenses are also increasing. In addition to the cost of guns and ammunition, the biggest expense is the cost of food.

For a unit, the key to ensuring combat effectiveness is whether or not the soldiers can be fed, and the soldiers can only have enough physical strength to carry out high-intensity operations when they are well fed and drunk. However, food is not like weapons and ammunition, only the war room will be consumed, this thing is three meals a day, not less. Although the recipes in the store are abundant, the price is not low, taking a standard K ration as an example, each energy point can only cash out twenty Class K individual combat rations, and this is still when the system is upgraded once.

This price doesn't seem to be much, as long as fifty energy points can make the whole group full, but the problem is that one person has to eat three meals a day, so that more than one hundred and fifty energy points will be consumed just by eating every day.

However, our Su Datuanza was not so brainless, and after careful study, he came up with a recipe, which was to buy as many coarse grains as possible such as sorghum rice, brown rice, etc., and then mix a meat called spam luncheon meat into it for the soldiers to eat.

Speaking of Spam luncheon meat, this is a specialty of the U.S. military in another time and space, and the U.S. War Department spent a total of $373 million to purchase billions of spam luncheon meat throughout World War II. So much so that in the end, many American GIs would rather dig wild vegetables for tooth sacrifice than eat this kind of thing. Many American GIs ate it for several years in a row, and they vomited all over their bodies, and finally they were sick to their stomachs when they saw pork. This luncheon meat was so cheap that Su Jin could cash in a hundred cans of Spam luncheon meat for just one energy point.

However, although Spam luncheon meat was so disliked by American GIs, it received widespread praise in other countries. Especially when Su Jin first got this kind of luncheon meat and handed it to the logistics baggage troops, and explained that each of their soldiers had to have a canned luncheon meat every day, the officer in charge of logistics couldn't believe his ears.

In these years, even the most elite Central Army, it would be good to have coarse grain to eat every day, this is good, just give the soldiers pork directly, boss, we are just a militia group, do you want to be such a local tyrant.

Su Jin, who quietly calculated his net worth, stood up and came to the trench to observe the enemy's situation, when he heard a faint shout with a strong Sichuan accent from behind, "Hello words...... Words and Rice ......"

As soon as Su Jin turned around, he saw a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties walking over with a large basket, and behind him there were several young men who were also carrying baskets, and the soldiers next to him greeted him with a smile as the old man walked all the way.

"Old bull head...... What's so good to eat today? ”

"Old bull, you're late today."

The person who came all the way over said with a simple smile: "The chief said, everyone has worked hard today, eat rice with beef and eggs at noon." ”

Seeing the old man, Su Jin couldn't help laughing. This old man was a scattered soldier of the national army that Su Jin met on the way, and he was almost starving to death when he met Su Jin, and he had to follow the militia after being rescued by Su Jin's militia. Su Jin couldn't help it, and when he saw that he was old, he arranged him to be a cooking squad leader in logistics. Since his surname is Niu, the soldiers call him Lao Niutou, but not many people remember his original name.

The old bull saw Su Jin from a distance, he walked up to Su Jin with a burden, stopped and said with a smile: "Leader, today's dinner is rich, can you have a one?" ”

Su Jin smiled and waved his hand: "No, I still have to take a look at the back, but I have carried down a lot of wounded people today, I want to go and see how they are placed, I don't know if they have eaten." ”

The old bull's eyes narrowed with a smile: "Regiment commander, you can rest assured, there is Doctor Mi watching in the medical brigade, it will be fine, I also sent them meat porridge, I can't starve them." ”

"Okay, you can get me one!" Su Jin originally wanted to go to see the placement of the wounded, but when he thought that there were Mi Xiaoya and more than 20 doctors and nearly 200 nurses there, he put this idea down, it is better to leave professional things to professional people, and he still doesn't want to join in the fun, so he also picked up a lunch box and ate it, but when he was eating, he didn't know that he had alarmed a big man because of his own affairs.

On the evening of July 31

Jiujiang City at night was particularly dark, because nearly half of the residents in Jiujiang City had fled, and there was basically no pedestrian activity on the street, except for some Japanese soldiers patrolling, no one could be seen anymore.

In the compound of the former Jiujiang City Defense Headquarters, it was heavily guarded, and groups of Japanese soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition were constantly patrolling the courtyard. In a room in the center of the compound, the room was illuminated by several oil lamps, and in front of a desk sat a Japanese soldier of short stature with a Rendan beard, and two shining golden stars on the epaulettes on his shoulders indicated that this person was a lieutenant general, and he was Okamura Ninji, then commander of the 11th Army of the Japanese Army.

Fifty-four-year-old Okamura Ninji was in the prime of his life, and he had just been promoted to commander of the 11th Army, and he was full of excitement to make contributions to His Majesty the Emperor.

PS: Thank you Iron Pig for the tip!